By Motorcar
The garage door is the bronze one, just past the awning. Sound your horn once; the valet keeps your motorcar below the boulevard, warmed for your return.
Reservations
Write, wire, or telephone — the house answers all three. The desk replies within the day, and has never once lost an enquiry.
I·The Enquiry
A few particulars, no ceremony. The ledger does the rest.
II·The Desk
RIverside 6-1926
+1 (212) 555-1926
Attended at every hour.
desk@themeridianhotel.com
Letters are answered in ink.
Telegrams are still read aloud.
The Meridian
No. 1 Meridian Boulevard
New York — at the corner the clock keeps.
There are none.
The desk does not close,
and never has.
III·Finding the House
The garage door is the bronze one, just past the awning. Sound your horn once; the valet keeps your motorcar below the boulevard, warmed for your return.
Twelve minutes from the Grand Terminal. The house car meets the noon trains by arrangement — look for the driver holding nothing; he will know you.
Forty minutes from the airfield in reasonable traffic. Telephone ahead and the bar will time your first drink to the opening of the door.
An address with a past — and, the desk hopes, your future.